Wow. Just. Wow. This guy is really asking for some serious hurt, isn't he? The metallic fingers of the Gauntlet twitch in response, but Rosch is pretty sure that punching the fishman in the face isn't going to help him find Stocke any faster.

"Hey! I've got no problems keeping tabs on a guy that dresses all in red in a freaking forest," Rosch said, his voice rumbling with frustration. "But we were attacked, and Stocke ended up acting as a decoy." The anger in Rosch's eyes dimmed a bit. "Told me to run in the opposite direction, so I did."

Dammit... He was in no shape to be fighting monsters, but leaving his best friend behind, even at his behest... It just didn't sit well with Rosch. At all.

"Please..." Rosch's tone was slightly more contrite now. "If you've seen him, you've gotta tell me! I'm not leaving the place until I find him!"